With a Promise

The dusk is befalling – we have to part;

Bid me ‘goodbye’, lull me asleep –

Into a languid dream…

And leave, as you have to,

But with a promise of another day –

To kiss my lips again,

When my eyes I shall open,

To love your beauty again!

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